They burn in fire to attain,
To build empires based on pain,
On ashes climb to reach for skies,
While blinded by the gleam of lies.
With hands of iron, hearts of stone,
They climb their thrones, yet stand alone,
Corrupting worlds with restless might,
To lose the day, and fear the night.
What power lies within our sight—
To cast aside the chains of fight,
To tear from flesh the gilded mask
And leave behind this hollow task.
For peace is not in gold or gain,
Nor in the spoils of others’ pain;
It’s found turning from the lie,
Refusing worlds where good must die,
To stand where truth and kindness grow,
And dream a life beyond this woe.
Awaken
The Frontier Man
September 2024
Read this and other poems by The Frontier Man in his recently published poetry, art, and music book:
My Art Is A Love Song: The Best of The Frontier Man's Poetry, Music, and Art
The book also includes full poem artworks, two love songs by The Frontier Man, and is now available to order on Amazon: https://t.co/SeDUijBPm3
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